Chapter 2: Secrets

Yuan Ye's dilapidated vehicle, emitting thick clouds of smoke, finally maneuvered through the dense buildings and re-entered a main thoroughfare, appearing from a distance like a white dragon.

The traffic management officers were almost dumbfounded; what kind of creature were these drivers? They could be completely certain that the maneuvers just performed were not the skills used for driving a magnetic vehicle. Moreover, until now, no one had ever managed to pass through a blockade formed by six vehicles unscathed, yet that guy did it, and with a junk car pieced together from a scrapyard

Upon entering the suburbs, the traffic here has noticeably decreased; however, Yuan Ye shows no signs of relaxation. Behind him, more than ten traffic management vehicles are vigorously in pursuit. If an uninformed observer were to witness this scene, they might think they are actually chasing a heinous criminal.

The man sitting in the passenger seat has a look of anxiety on his face, as if he has just crawled out of a crashed fighter jet

Indeed. The voice of the traffic management personnel sounded quite helpless. Nowadays, this dilapidated vehicle has become a significant headache for the traffic management staff. Essentially, the traffic management team in this city harbors a deep disdain for this car; its mere appearance signifies speeding, traffic disruption, and a degradation of the city's appearance. The traffic management bureau has attempted to encircle this vehicle multiple times, but ultimately achieved nothing. What is even more infuriating is that this vehicle bears no identification marks, appearing to be assembled from parts scavenged from a junkyard.

At this moment, the Type I fighter jets at the air force base had already taken off with a roar, quickly forming formations in the vast sky, arranged in the shape of a "1", creating an extremely spectacular scene

"Hush, when did these guys become so persistent?" Yuan Ye sighed helplessly and started the engine of the vehicle again...

After traveling approximately 10 kilometers, Yuan Ye suddenly discovered that not far ahead, two white traffic management vehicles were stacked on top of each other, forming a barrier. Worse still, Yuan Ye was driving on an elevated magnetic bridge, with tall guardrails on both sides. Beyond the guardrails was an abyss of unimaginable depth, making it virtually impossible to exit the elevated bridge.

Unexpectedly, he escaped again. Although the traffic management officer was very reluctant, he could only follow the captain's instructions.

For an entire day, Yuan Ye did little else but accompany those traffic management vehicles in circles in the suburbs. It was not until nightfall that he quietly returned to the slums under the cover of darkness

How impressive! This is Yuan Ye's most direct evaluation of the pilots. With so many ground crew attending to a single pilot, how could one not be impressed? Moreover, not far from Yuan Ye, a group of elegantly dressed beautiful women are eagerly gazing ahead; they are the so-called wives of the pilots. In the Universal Federation where Yuan Ye resides, there exists a peculiar phenomenon: every pilot seems to be able to find a wife who is both wealthy and beautiful, much like the football stars of thousands of years ago

The traffic management vehicles that had been trailing Yuan Ye discovered that the target had turned into a densely populated residential area and all came to a halt. They did not possess the same recklessness as Yuan Ye; after all, they were law enforcement officers, not fugitives. If they were to pursue at high speed, the only outcome would be a crash into the intricate buildings.

Hello

Suddenly, a purple fighter jet detached from the formation and performed a standard Galosh maneuver in the air, causing the green lights on its wings to flicker twice.

Yuan Ye smiled slightly at this scene, knowing that Zhang Zi Nan was expressing gratitude to him in this manner

In a state of helplessness, the traffic control captain had no choice but to announce the end of the operation. After all, the person in that dilapidated vehicle was not a particularly heinous fugitive. It was not worth risking destruction of the vehicle and loss of life for the sake of a speeding driver.

"Is it that old car emitting white smoke again?" Such a voice came through the traffic management communicator

Call number 128, an old and dilapidated magnetic vehicle is traveling southwest at a speed of 240 kilometers per hour, please be advised to intercept. End of message. The traffic management personnel could only helplessly request assistance from headquarters.

However, Yuan Ye soon put away his smile, for he saw that not far behind him, a fleet of traffic management vehicles was roaring towards him, and upon a rough glance, there were at least more than twenty of them.

The room he is in is very small, measuring less than thirty square meters. Inside, there is only a worn-out desk and an old metal bed. The rest of the room is cluttered with piles of miscellaneous items, which are diverse in nature, including tattered clothing and various discarded parts scattered about.

This is undoubtedly a pilot's little tip, as Yuan Ye believes

Oh. Yuan Ye responded and attempted to follow the man's method. Indeed, the flexibility of his movements and the control over his body improved compared to before. Keeping his elbows bent at all times undoubtedly greatly enhanced the agility of his arms

Suddenly pushing open the car door, Yuan Ye fell to his knees on the weeds, sweat rolling down his nose like a string of broken pearls, cascading down, his body trembling slightly, clearly a sign of physical exhaustion

Dragging his weary body to the bedside, Yuan Ye collapsed onto the filthy bed, letting out a slight sigh before staring blankly at the ceiling.

As he ventured deeper into the woods, Yuan Ye noticed that the traffic control magnetic vehicle had not followed him. He then gradually brought his vehicle to a stop. At this moment, his demeanor was markedly different from before; his gaze appeared somewhat vacant, beads of sweat were visibly seeping from his skin at an alarming rate, and he seemed to be panting heavily.

The Mattia Air Force Base is located on the outskirts of Aya City, where the population is sparse, making it an ideal location for an air force base

A smoke-belching magnetic vehicle slowly approached from a distance, its speed unhurried, resembling a weary beast.

The man in the passenger seat suddenly fell into deep astonishment. Although it was just a moment, he could clearly see that the guy had just executed a Galros maneuver with this old car, which is a genuine aerial combat skill! This was somewhat unbelievable, wasn't it? He couldn't help but widen his eyes, trying hard to observe the unremarkable guy beside him

Yuan Ye's gaze lingered between the fighter jets and the ladies' group for quite some time; however, the term "pilot" felt exceedingly distant to him

9 minutes and 30 seconds, 30 seconds faster than expected. Upon arriving at the Mattia Air Force Base, Yuan Ye executed a sharp drift to bring the vehicle to a stop. The earlier reckless driving had already made this battered magnetic vehicle appear even more damaged. Now, aside from the exhaust port not emitting smoke, every other part was billowing thick white smoke.

In the slums, on the desolate streets, the figures are sparse at night. Here, there is no clamor of the bustling districts, only desolation. In this quiet and dilapidated world of books, one can occasionally see stray cats moving among the crumbling bungalows, sometimes emitting a piercing wail, as if a sharp claw were tearing through the stillness of the night sky.

Yuan Ye instinctively turned his head to look at the passenger seat. At that moment, Zhang Zinan had already removed the outer layer of his military uniform, revealing a form-fitting flight suit underneath. As he took an aviation helmet from the aviation bag and placed it on his head, Yuan Ye sensed an aura emanating from him, an aura that had been completely absent just moments ago. It was noble and defiant, evoking a feeling of looking up at a towering mountain.

Yuan Ye was indifferent to such praise. He took the crystal card, and at the center of the card, three words suddenly appeared: Zhang Zi Nan. Yuan Ye's pupils involuntarily contracted. Zhang Zi Nan? Wasn't he the star pilot of A Ya City? Although Yuan Ye was at the lowest level of society, he was still well aware of the name Zhang Zi Nan. Many people said that to be a man, one should learn from Zhang Zi Nan, soaring through the skies and being charming on the ground.

Faced with the roadblock, Yuan Ye's speed showed no signs of diminishing, maintaining around 260 kilometers per hour. At this moment, the man in the passenger seat began to feel restless. What was he planning to do? Was he seeking mutual destruction? A cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead. Could it be that this guy was a madman? No matter how bold one is, there is no such thing as being reckless with one's life

Alright, I will issue an order to the entire city's traffic management to encircle him throughout the city

The man reluctantly awakened from his astonishment, patted Yuan Ye on the shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up: "Well done, young man." As he spoke, he handed a crystal card to Yuan Ye: "Your performance just now was outstanding. Contact me when you have time; let's be friends."

Just as the vehicle was about to collide with the roadblock and the *illustration* book, it unexpectedly maneuvered in a peculiar manner, gliding sideways through the gaps between six traffic management vehicles, propelled by inertia. After spinning several times in the air, it twisted its worn-out form, accompanied by the sound of steel clashing, and sped away.

Zhang Zinan did not speak again, patted Yuan Ye's shoulder once more, and got out of the vehicle. Due to the obstruction of the aviation helmet, Yuan Ye could no longer see his expression clearly

Only thick white smoke is left for the traffic management vehicle

Yuan Ye raised his head to look at the surroundings, feeling as if everything was spinning: "I didn't expect the side effects to be this severe." With a pained expression, Yuan Ye muttered this and instinctively covered his right shoulder

The man was about to speak when he noticed Yuan Ye gently pulling the steering wheel, causing the front of the car to lift high. Then, he quickly pressed a few buttons next to his thigh with his right hand, and the magnetically inclined vehicle rapidly flipped over.

Upon returning home, it was already 10 PM. As he pushed open the door, his eyes clearly revealed signs of fatigue. His physical strength was somewhat depleted, causing him to involuntarily hunch forward slightly.

Upon seeing the damaged magnetic vehicle plunge straight into the woods, the traffic management officers expressed such sentiments. It is important to note that the terrain in the woods is complex, and with the trees regrowing, a moment's inattention could lead to a tragic accident resulting in the destruction of the vehicle and loss of life. In other words, unless one is seeking their own demise, no one would drive a magnetic vehicle to such a place

Yuan Ye could not help but direct his gaze towards the Mattia Air Base. Through the energy network, he could see fighter jets proudly stationed on the runway, with ground crew members waving particle glow sticks to provide continuous guidance, while the ground staff were busily conducting final checks on the aircraft

I truly wonder if this guy is insane